Ayy, its boogs on this bitch
Look, hit the road with them blues, he came back with 80
Bitch, I'ma die just like a boss, I guess I feel like 80s
Don't be thinkin' that we cool, boy, you must be crazy
And you better play it cool, cause shit can get dangerous
I said, you can send the pape, cause the job done
I went hard in this bitch, I'm ready to count up
I put the work in your hands, don't forget to pay me
He tried to run off with the bag, did his ass crazy
Run my racks up, now these bitches wanna meet back up
Don't call back up, know them boys came to hit him up
All of us a sudden there's no smoke when niggas find out
It be us, I went from walkin' to a stole
Nigga used to ride the bus, you know I'ma get the rollie
You know I'ma get it bust, niggas keep acting ' like they know me
I keep tellin' them it's us
Gotta get your bag up, if you wanna f*ck with us
They used to ride past us, now they can't see in the truck
Feel like Pac, any day, I'm ready to hit him up
Free my niggas, f*ck 12, baby, I don't give a f*ck
Every day I wake up, bitch, you know I face one
They be scared to get in the ring, cause bro, a probably break somethin
Every day, get on my grind, gotta go and make money
Just to live how I live, every day It take money
Can't be listenin' to these niggas, cause you know they stay frontin
You say you the plug, nigga, put me on then
All you gotta do is tell me when to load in
Quick to get him off, watch the money roll in
Say you want some money, nigga, hit the road then
I ain't talkin' money, let a nigga hold ten
This a baby Drac I rock it and hold it
Four pockets full, you can see the bulges
Rack so big, I can't even fold it
Got the low mask on, gloves on, thug mode
Get him gone, get paid, sit low, ten days
For the right price, know some niggas that steppin
Brodie got his CCW, I got illegal weapons
Boogs - D.L.A.B (feat. Siah) Lyrics
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Ayy, its boogs on this bitch
Look, hit the road with them blues, he came back with 80
Bitch, I'ma die just like a boss, I guess I feel like 80s
Don't be thinkin' that we cool, boy, you must be crazy
And you better play it cool, cause shit can get dangerous
I said, you can send the pape, cause the job done
I went hard in this bitch, I'm ready to count up
I put the work in your hands, don't forget to pay me
He tried to run off with the bag, did his ass crazy
Run my racks up, now these bitches wanna meet back up
Don't call back up, know them boys came to hit him up
All of us a sudden there's no smoke when niggas find out
It be us, I went from walkin' to a stole
Nigga used to ride the bus, you know I'ma get the rollie
You know I'ma get it bust, niggas keep acting ' like they know me
I keep tellin' them it's us
Gotta get your bag up, if you wanna f*ck with us
They used to ride past us, now they can't see in the truck
Feel like Pac, any day, I'm ready to hit him up
Free my niggas, f*ck 12, baby, I don't give a f*ck
Every day I wake up, bitch, you know I face one
They be scared to get in the ring, cause bro, a probably break somethin
Every day, get on my grind, gotta go and make money
Just to live how I live, every day It take money
Can't be listenin' to these niggas, cause you know they stay frontin
You say you the plug, nigga, put me on then
All you gotta do is tell me when to load in
Quick to get him off, watch the money roll in
Say you want some money, nigga, hit the road then
I ain't talkin' money, let a nigga hold ten
This a baby Drac I rock it and hold it
Four pockets full, you can see the bulges
Rack so big, I can't even fold it
Got the low mask on, gloves on, thug mode
Get him gone, get paid, sit low, ten days
For the right price, know some niggas that steppin
Brodie got his CCW, I got illegal weapons
Look, hit the road with them blues, he came back with 80
Bitch, I'ma die just like a boss, I guess I feel like 80s
Don't be thinkin' that we cool, boy, you must be crazy
And you better play it cool, cause shit can get dangerous
I said, you can send the pape, cause the job done
I went hard in this bitch, I'm ready to count up
I put the work in your hands, don't forget to pay me
He tried to run off with the bag, did his ass crazy
Run my racks up, now these bitches wanna meet back up
Don't call back up, know them boys came to hit him up
All of us a sudden there's no smoke when niggas find out
It be us, I went from walkin' to a stole
Nigga used to ride the bus, you know I'ma get the rollie
You know I'ma get it bust, niggas keep acting ' like they know me
I keep tellin' them it's us
Gotta get your bag up, if you wanna f*ck with us
They used to ride past us, now they can't see in the truck
Feel like Pac, any day, I'm ready to hit him up
Free my niggas, f*ck 12, baby, I don't give a f*ck
Every day I wake up, bitch, you know I face one
They be scared to get in the ring, cause bro, a probably break somethin
Every day, get on my grind, gotta go and make money
Just to live how I live, every day It take money
Can't be listenin' to these niggas, cause you know they stay frontin
You say you the plug, nigga, put me on then
All you gotta do is tell me when to load in
Quick to get him off, watch the money roll in
Say you want some money, nigga, hit the road then
I ain't talkin' money, let a nigga hold ten
This a baby Drac I rock it and hold it
Four pockets full, you can see the bulges
Rack so big, I can't even fold it
Got the low mask on, gloves on, thug mode
Get him gone, get paid, sit low, ten days
For the right price, know some niggas that steppin
Brodie got his CCW, I got illegal weapons
Writer: Josiah Young, Dawann Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid